Another reflection from my Sunday bike ride: Entropy is a constant. How long it takes to do its business is the variable.
The various structures put up along the arroyo to tame its course are all in states of disrepair, gradually succumbing to the elements.
Word is my mother’s struggle with entropy, or rather with an organism that is fighting entropy in another way, is going well. Round 1 of the CyberKnife went well, and she should be getting Round 2 today. Final round 3 is tomorrow. Then chemo after that.
Rock on, y’all. And GO MOM!